•over time• {Dallas Winston}

Planned celebration

Continuing from last chapter...

We were headed for Russia. The mission was to bomb an airbase and flee in 3 minutes. Which I thought was pretty much impossible due to the amount of G-forces we will have to face while going up the mountain at an almost 90 degree angle. But I accomplished it eventually.

I finished my check for the plane and gave Nathan,my friend who works outside on the deck full time, a thumbs up. I stepped onto the wing and got into the seat, sitting there and getting radar and sound check ready.

"This is Aphrodite checking in for radar and sound check.." I said into the intercom.

"Gotcha Aphrodite, have a safe flight."

Now all I had to do was wait.

And think.

Think about dally.

And think about not dying, that's an important one.

One by one I heard everyone's engine cut on with a piercing squeal and loud build up. I closed my canopy and buckled my helmet, saying hi to Mav once I head him on coms and flicking him off.

After a moment of triple checking just about everything, iceman flew off the ship first. I was the second to last so it took me what felt like forever to get off. It's like an adrenaline rush but also a terrifying feeling at the same time. I'd think dally would like the feeling, the adrenaline rush and everything..

I hate flying long distances. They always gave a headache and I got in trouble last time I brought music because I didn't hear my low fuel warning and almost didn't make it back to the ship in time. I checked my side, maverick was flying close by and he seemed to be doing better than I was. I grunted and sighed as I laid my head back in my seat.

I glanced up at the sky and down at the ground, which was slowly being covered by snow, which means we're getting somewhat closer. I suddenly heard the beep from Mavericks intercom and he looked over at me.

"Having fun over there?" He joked, shooting his annoying grin.

"A blast." I spoke back in the most monotone voice I could do.

"I'm guessing you haven't been on long flights have you?"

"Not really. This is the first time I've been out of Tulsa in a while, and I never really left my old town either."

"I can't imagine, my old man wouldn't let me rest about traveling.." He started.

"One minute we'd be in London and the next South America, it was Insane I'm telling ya.."

"Oh well I think you're lucky. I'd kill to go to Paris."

"Never been there..we didn't have enough time. He left to go back to top gun right after Australia, who knew that would be our last trip together." He spoke the last part quieter..I felt bad. He knew his dad real well, but I only knew something's. But both of our dads flew together and were super close.

My dad would help him on his plane most times and his dad would goof off and just go and break it down again. I remember one good memory of all four of us.. my dad took us all to a part of South Carolina for 2 days, and once we got their Maverick was shooting beer cans with a BB gun and shot me in the hand, ever since we've been friends.

I never saw him after his dad died. His mom kept him real close before she passed too. And then it was goose. He came back to society after he meant goose, they worked together on another naval ship. Both of them being sent to Top Gun together. Goose was a real sweet fellow and always made me laugh. Man do I feel bad for em both...

I hesitated but eventually spoke up.

"I left 3 bottles of Rum and beer in my locker so when we get back we can celebrate." I said with a growing smile, he chuckled and just shook his head.

"Party's on..!" He said holding a fist up in the air.

"Yeah, party on!"

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(Kind of just a fill in chapter)

(Better ones coming soon)

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